Itching was beginning to take control of his every thought. As the it bacame even more fierce Bill removed his shirt to scratch even more effectively. The book and spell were bringing his devoted desire for a sheepskin into reality.
Bill was oblivious to what was happening and continued to read and reread the captioned spell adding this and that as he went along.
"Heerackles DE bay do dala by Transmuto, Oh hell a sheepskin diploma is just part of what I want out of life, I wish I could be the driving force, a true stud of a male animal among men!" said Bill.
Sitting there his pants felt tight around the waist and he wondered if he'd had to much breakfast that morning. Yet the spell was working and doing the bidding of those who own or and read the book outloud.
A large yawn and Bill's eyes slowly closed as he thought to nap till the Professor would return to his office.